It's come to something when I genuinely can't summon up enough enthusiasm to watch my own national team play, but that's precisely how I feel. I just don''t care about Hodgson, couldn't give two fucks about Rooney, can't stomach seeing Ratboy in the dugout, and the bile spewed by Shearer and his cohorts is enough to put me off football for the rest of my days.
There was a time when I used to have my hovel festooned with England flags, we'd have balloons and posters up on the wall, friends and neighbours around, loads of booze and an Indian takeaway, and I'd spend the entire game screaming: "Come on England! Come on England!" But fuck me, those days disappeared faster than Shrek's hairline.
I'd like to say I'm indifferent towards England, but It's way way past that. And the sad thing is that I cannot see things improving. And as a born and bred Englishman, proud of my roots, it saddens me.
